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"Children nowadays are tyrants. They contradict their parents, gobble their food and tyrannise their teachers." ~ Socrates.
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I was using the site’s Instant Messaging service to intersperse my writing with some ‘catching up’ with a good friend. It was not often we got to chat ‘live’, our time zones usually prohibited our both being online together. Our talk inevitably drifted to our children, the trials and tribulations in trying to bring them up as correctly as they would permit us to do.
It never failed to amaze us that given our diverse cultural and geographical situations, our problems were so generic! She ended our session of moaning and groaning with a new take on the old saw about spouses (Can’t live with them, can’t live without them!) – Can’t live with them, can’t sell ‘em on E-bay! Of course there was the grinning emoticon at the end to prove she wasn’t serious – she wasn’t, was she? 
It made me ruminate about my own children. They have provided me with fodder for many of my stories, their unique outlook on life that borders on the selfish, the ability to see things in stark black and white. The fact that for them there is only today – bright and glorious - no yesterdays, no tomorrows.
Their warm moist kisses showed me the element of Love, the crowing delight when I returned home was the height of Spiritual acceptance for me. Their first swaggering walk across the width of the dining room was an Adventure in itself. The fact that they were so similar in their habits, so different in their manner was an endless Mystery to me. But most of all, their little idiosyncrasies as they meandered through the numerous bogs and pitfalls of life gave me so many cherished moments full of that special mirth, the kind that makes you laugh, even as your eyes tear up.
They are my unending founts of Comedy, my eternal Muses. I am not too sure they appreciate being immortalized thus in prose, but I allow them to retain a modicum of dignity by giving their characters alternative names or aliases. They are also mollified by the fact that I figure in the stories myself, they are unable to contradict the portrayal of myself as far more omniscient and capable than I really was, but that’s the prose version of airbrushing wrinkles from the model’s face.
Another good thing that came out of looking for inspiration within my own life for my writing was that it made me immensely thankful for all these delightful moments. I might not have had time to smell the roses when they were blooming on the bushes, but now that I have my album of memories out for perusal, I realize what a wonderful garden I had!
In this farce that is Life, let me dedicate this NL to my greatest inspirations for Comedy, my children.
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This NL's picks are a mixed bunch, I hope you enjoy them - they're all about ... what else - kids!
Supper is on the stove, raging in a wicked mix of hissing, spiting, burning creation of what I can manage to call food. Baby is doing his thing, crawling and taking every thing he can into his mouth. My oldest is watching T.V. I remember this all vividly, like a bad dream.
Before I became a parent,
I recall just what I said,
"My child will never act like that;
He'll be disciplined instead,"
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Before the pregnancy, she was a mature businesswoman with a perfectly respectable master's degree in nursing. Now she rubs the heads of strangers' infants, smiles benevolently at dirty-faced moppets sporting snot bubbles, and inexplicably breaks into baby talk in the mall.
I told you I would be good today,
But never said I'd be good till May.
I'm a big boy now and on my own,
In case I need ya, stick by the phone.
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I had so many stretch marks my body looked a road map of Kathmandu. My feet would swell so that my shoes wouldn't fit and it is at those times that everyone wants to go for a nice family walk in the mountains'.
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Cutting it makes it fall off your fork,
But slurping it up makes you look like a dork,
Leaving spots on the floor and staining your clothes,
And hanging like yuck from off of your nose.
Ma pushed me forward with one inexorable hand in the middle of my back; I staggered three steps to a reluctant welcome with my hand extended. My grubby paw was disdained and Dipu shook out her frilled dress, before mincing behind my already retreating figure. |
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Well, my last Nl had some responses - especially appreciative was the person for whom I wrote the NL.
Yea! I'm famous. Thanks for all the help. I found a place to insert something funny in this paragraph of the Entrancers.
(a blend of sci-fi and fantasy.)
The house lived to conform and please. The living room transformed to a workshop when the seven worked out their designs. Their thoughts created reality and whatever they needed appeared. This caused a few problems, especially when Trinity imagined eating pizza and fifteen boxes materialized piping hot in the middle of the work space. Lucas made the mistake of daydreaming about Lake Irana and all seven found themselves fully submerged in the exact position, as if their work continued underwater like the lost city of Atlantis. Lucas was assigned kitchen detail for six months.
Are you smiling?
Francie francie
Of course I'm smiling, the grin stretches all the way behind my ears! It is a beginning and great ends come from little beginnings! - Jyo
This was an interesting newsletter, and you picks were also super. Great job!
-Coolhand Coolhand 
Thanks, your words are like sweet music to my ears, play on! - Jyo
Thanks so much for featuring my newsletter and silly story! I appreciate you taking us through an example on how to add humor to our writing. I will consult your advice next time I'm trying to turn punny into funny.
- Kimchi KimChi
Now I'm blushing, it is I that should be thanking you for giving me a path to follow! - Jyo
An editor named Jyo
Asks,'Who makes you ho ho ho?'
Well, aside from those you mention
I have a lot of fun
Reading George Mikes, Richard Armor and Paul Gallico!
- Sonali THANKFUL SONALI Library Class! 
Sonali, trust you to take a challenge and send it back with your own unique topspin, delectable llimerick! Thanks for being such a faithful correspondent! - Jyo
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Just a thought to take away – who is the greatest source of inspiration for your comedic writing? Either directly or indirectly?
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